Why Poem by Michael Buchanan
Why
Why is everything different,
why is nothing ever the same,
why does everything always fall apart,
why do we have to blame.
Why must we live,
just to die....
why do we love,
just to cry.
why does god punish,
us all with these whys,
so many questions and
No Answers tonight
it's the constant questions that keep us searching for more...and the journey is half the fun...nice work.
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4/26/2024 11:08:53 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Why? That precisely is the nature of this world! ! ! !